Over her shoulder she peered back at her own TARDIS, appearing to look thoughtful in considering what he suggested.
Tapping her index finger to her cheek, "Well..."
A hand touching the door-frame she looked from her TARDIS to him. In her mind she could feel the connection to her, encouraging her to go along. "... let's go."
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Date: 2008-02-06 03:06 am (UTC)Tapping her index finger to her cheek, "Well..."
A hand touching the door-frame she looked from her TARDIS to him. In her mind she could feel the connection to her, encouraging her to go along. "... let's go."